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’ Pottiswick sucked at his teeth through the gaps. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. His sword then came in for his scrutiny: he felt at, and appeared satisfied with its edge. It was an easy one to smell early on, Sebastian had taught her: anything reproductive.
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